By Brendan Joel Kelley March 11, 2004

On a drag queen night at a downtown Phoenix gay-boy watering hole not long ago, four biological females walked in the door, dressed in leather and fishnets with multicolored hair and studded belts. As they passed the makeshift stage inside Amsterdam, a tall African-American queen in a shrink-wrapped-on dress named Chantal stopped everything to squeal at the four girls, hugging each one. Then Chantal pulled them up in front of the crowd, announcing, "These are my girls, they're in a band called Hell on Heels, and they just got a record deal -- aren't... More >>>